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fuck it off - cdot honcho lyrics

[verse 1]
aye, that money be calling, i get it and f-ck it off
i be sparing yo feelings, your b-tch wanna f-ck
she just suck on my d-ck, we gon’ f-ck it off
we pull up and sh-t we be shooting through tins
and it’s thirty ignition we gon’ talking bout
give a f-ck bout this clip man i f-ck it off
give a f-ck bout the clip man i f-ck it off

[hook]
i f-ck on your b-tch then i f-ck it off
i f-ck on your b-tch then i f-ck it off
give a f-ck bout that b-tch man i f-ck it off
she done run to my b-tch let them f-ck it off
feel like [?] my keys man i f-ck it off
we’re like six of them b-tches i f-ck it off
give a f-ck bout that sh-t man i f-ck it off
give a f-ck bout that sh-t man i f-ck it off
glock 18 and they be going off
give f-ck bout that clip man i f-ck it off
give a f-ck bout them b-tch you just sent me yow
give a f-ck bout them rags man i f-ck it off
[?] man i f-ck it off
[?] act man i f-ck it off
give a f-ck bout that sh-t man i f-ck it off

[verse 2]
i f-ck on your b-tch then i f-ck it off
throw that b-tch that lil rag let her wipe off
and my b-tch got that thing in her louis bag
don’t come near her 380 be lighting off
we have that jet we be skating off
these b-tches i f-ck ‘em i cannot stay
these b-tches i f-ck ‘em i cannot stay
start putting that train on the interstate
spending that b-tch, come through the dance i be breaking that b-tch
hit the b-tch from the back i be breaking that b-tch
smoking that dirt i be smoking that zip
this b-tch wanna trip should’ve taken a trip
marking them bricks she be making them flip
[?]
before a b-tch leave i be making her strip
can’t trust some b-tch they’ll leave with your sh-t
[?] with your sh-t
pull out my whip got a ring on that b-tch
n-gga keep talking put [?] on that b-tch
[?] tryna put bling on my wrist
and i [?] put bling on my fist
i just gon’ drop hate on my sh-t
[?] hate on his sh-t
you see me in public i’m hoppin’ the porsche
i’m balling with b-tches it’s nothing i f-ck [?] f-ck on my doormat
roll but don’t get busted
i’m f-cking this b-tch cause he now that i’m busting
she f-cking for nothing that b-tch is a dummy
you already know i be walking
catching them hoes you can’t drop it

[verse 3]
honcho, honcho, honcho, honcho
i f-ck it off, f-ck it off, get it back
if your b-tch don’t suck d-ck i’m a get it back
hoe done [?] think she a test
so [?] with that money can’t deal with that
[?] that whip i be leaving that
n-gga gon’ try me the clip i be squeezing that
[?] f-ck it off [?] all the cases he beating that
b-tches swear i be [?] she think this d-ck she be getting that
stay dropping them ace
i’m a tell the valet he been great now i’m skrrting off
give a f-ck bout them tires i f-ck if off
and your b-tch is a liar she super dumb
and them n-ggas we with they be savage though
[?] ten [?] dawg
these b-tches don’t care bout them bloopers
i hop in the coup and i’m driving the roof
i be dropping like six in my [?]
and like six for the louis and six for the shoes
you can suck on my d-ck i ain’t f-cking that b-tch
in the studios she making the news
[?] we making them moves
we f-ck this sh-t up if you breaking the rules b-tch

- cdot honcho lyrics

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